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[alwaysroomforhope]

Steph's in a booth, curled up on the seat, writing in a notebook. She looks distracted and anxious, possibly because her bed's currently occupied by an unconscious big brother. Also, there are bloodstains on her sleeves.

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[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

Michael glances over casually, then back, sharply, when he sees the bloodstains.

"Steph?"

[i-spoiled-it.livejournal.com]

"Hi, Michael," Steph says, sounding a little tired, and then notes his concern. "Oh, it's not my blood."

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

Surprisingly, that doesn't do much to help the concern.

"Whose is it?"

[ooc: heading out to a meeting in about fifteen, but I shouldn't be gone too long]

[i-spoiled-it.livejournal.com]

"My brother's. Dick. He's okay, I think, at least for now. Physically. But he's just - running stupid risks, and not looking after himself, and stuff. Boys. What can you do." She glances up. "Hey, you're still blue."

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I decided to keep it. No reason to go back to Earth right now, and if Maria wants me to go with her, Isabel can change it easy enough. What'd your brother do to himself?"

[i-spoiled-it.livejournal.com]

"Went out on patrol without armour. Got himself stabbed in the thigh. Like, practically in the same spot he got shot, a few months ago." She gestures vaguely in the direction of the stairs. "He's sleeping and I got a doctor to look at him, but if he's not gonna look after himself, I don't know what to do."

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

Michael nods. "I'm not half the healer Max is, but I could handle one wound. Won't stop it happening again, though."

[i-spoiled-it.livejournal.com]

"He's got a thing about magic, so I'll have to ask him before I let anyone heal him, when he wakes up. But yeah, I'm more worried about the patrolling-without-armour than I am about the stabby. He's - I mean, it's not like he doesn't know the risks. I'm the second sibling-sort-of who's died doing what we do. But he's had a really, really tough year, and ... yeah. I'm worried." She props her head on her hands. "Boys," she mutters, only half-heartedly.

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

"Mine's not magic, but fair enough." He hesitates before continuing. "When you say 'tough year'... you don't think he's trying to get himself hurt?"

[i-spoiled-it.livejournal.com]

"That's what I'm worried about," Steph says, heavily. "I mean, last week I woulda said not in a million years. But - I mean, what else am I supposed to think? Maybe he doesn't realise it. It could be all a subconscious thing. But ..." She leaves the sentence hanging, and sighs.

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

"But you're scared for him." He nods. "I know."

[i-spoiled-it.livejournal.com]

"Yeah." She shrugs. "I shouldn't be whinging to you. I'm just worried. So ... tell me something else interesting, to distract me while I wait for Dick to wake up."

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

He gives this some thought, then offers, "The door doesn't open on Earth for me anymore."

[thedisenchanter.livejournal.com]

Jill is sitting in the next booth over. She's sipping some hot tea and rubbing her hands together a bit.

[i-spoiled-it.livejournal.com]

Steph eyes the tea, thoughtfully, and then snaps her notebook shut and climbs over the back of the booth to drop down into the seat opposite Jill. She needs distracting.

"Hi. Good tea?"

[thedisenchanter.livejournal.com]

Jill looks up, startled but manages to smile.

"Yes, well Bar tends to be good at getting the tea at just the right temperature..."

[i-spoiled-it.livejournal.com]

"I'm not usually a tea drinker," Steph confesses, "but it smells good. And if I have any more caffeine today I'm totally gonna jump right out of my skin. I'm Steph, by the way."

[thedisenchanter.livejournal.com]

"Jill...Jill Pole..."

She smiles even more now.

"Sometimes I know the feeling."

[i-spoiled-it.livejournal.com]

"I bet." Steph grins. "Don't we all. So, where're you from?"

[thedisenchanter.livejournal.com]

"England....you?"

[i-spoiled-it.livejournal.com]

"America. Gotham, really. I'm a Robin," Steph says proudly. "But it sounds like we're both from Earth. That's gotta be good."

[thedisenchanter.livejournal.com]

Jill shrugs,

"I guess that all depends....I'm a little used to meeting different beings that weren't ever on Earth. I've travelled to another world...."

[i-spoiled-it.livejournal.com]

"You have? AWESOME. Where? How? How do you do that? I totally wanted to, but I never got a chance."

[thedisenchanter.livejournal.com]

"It is quite like Milliway's really. You don't really choose when you go. The one thing you have to do is to believe."

She smiles....

[i-spoiled-it.livejournal.com]

"Really? Cool. What's it called?" Steph is fascinated. Belief has never really been a part of her life before, but she's always ready for new things.